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10/26/2020 - Strong Style Summit, Night 3 Oct 26, 2020 1:42:47 GMT

Post by Big Time Fights on Oct 26, 2020 1:42:47 GMT

The cameras cut to the backstage catering area where a young Pollo Bucket employee is setting up some trays of different Pollo Bucket products. The young man is humming to himself as he puts out a nice display of Spicy Pollo sandwiches when suddenly a large crash makes the man jump.

RYAN SAMUELS
HOT DAMN! Looky looky, some good ol' fried chicken!

The rather large beast of a man comes storming over to the catering table, looking over the trays of food.

RYAN SAMUELS
I do love me some fried chicken! This Lions place sure knows how to take care of it's people.

POLLO BUCKET EMPLOYEE
Sir, you should try the Fried Pollo Pickles over there, they are quite good.

RYAN SAMUELS
Well damn son, I just might!

Ryan grabs a plate and begins to fill his plate with various foods and sauces. The young employee turns back and starts to put out more trays when suddenly...

RYAN SAMUELS
What is the name of Jesus himself is this crap?!

The young man turns and we see Ryan holding up a container of salad.

POLLO BUCKET EMPLOYEE
Ah, sir. That is one of the healthy options of Pollo Bucket, the Pollo Cobb Salad. There is some lite Italian and...

The young man stops talking. Ryan looks at the employee and then back at the salad, then back at the employee and back at the salad.

RYAN SAMUELS
Cobb salad?

POLLO BUCKET EMPLOYEE
Cobb salad...

Suddenly Ryan takes three steps over to the employee and smashes the container of salad right into the side of the young man's head, knocking him hard into the wall. Lettuce flies everywhere as Ryan picks the man up by his collar.

RYAN SAMUELS
Where the hell is the meat, boy? Ain't no one wantin' a goddamn cobb salad?!

Ryan shoves the young man rather forcefully into the wall before grabbing his plate of chicken and storming away. The young man slowly slides down the wall out of sight as the cameras cut back to ringside.

Silent, upon a peak somewhere.

The sun is setting down, kissing the sea with the fervor of a thirsty man grasping for water. The camera moves around to show some more wonderful scenery, until it finally finds its target. A shadowy figure, with its back turned to that very camera. The figure is covered in a black leather jacket.

It remains silent for some more instants.

After some more moments, which seem like an eternity, a young voice echoes through.

Rain Corvin!

Nineteen years young, and yet look at him. Already a made man, they say. So young and yet holding a professional wrestling federation contract in his hands.

They say it must’ve been because of connections.

They always say things.

Badmouthing. Ignorant. Jealous. Envious.

Human race truly sucks at times.

They say so many things, like the fact that I must not know what I do, for I am so young.

They do not know whom they are talking about.

I am young, yet I am experienced. I started my fighting career before I could even walk. I always have been fighting for what I wanted. Fighting against all odds. Against difficulties.

Fighting for fun!”

The man turns towards the camera, now facing it. A childish face.

Almost too innocent. If it wasn’t for the black, piratelike, eyepatch covering his right eye he would look like way too young for his own good. He caresses the eyepatch for some instants and then resumes speaking, in an apathetic tone.

“Yes, I always got into trouble because I always found joy in fighting. I was always there, competing against people twice my age and my size. I always managed to escape unscathed and victorious. Most of the time, at least.

I found joy in the fight…

..I found joy in hearing the sound of broken bones!!

Until that very fateful night.

That night in which I almost met princess death. They were there, big, nasty and brutal. Four of them.

One of them pulled my right eye out of its socket…

..with a knife.

In that very moment, something shattered in me. The beast awoke.

I left them there. Battered and bruised. Beaten to death. It was then when I could hear it for the first time…

The sound of broken souls!!

Not the broken bones. No. That was way too easy. The broken souls.

The sound of hopelessness, The shadow of hollow fear in their eyes. The darkness of lost hope.

It was magnificent!!

Since then, that is all I fight for. To hear the sound of broken souls. Sound emanating from the hearts of my enemies and adversaries. The look of lost hope, when they realize that no matter what they do, it is not enough to beat and defeat the man in front of them.

That is all I fight for and I have been fighting for it for ages now. Yet now it is all more exciting than before. Now I can do that in a squared circle. In the same squared circle in which people like Julian Cutlass have forged their legacy.

The fighters are bigger, tougher and fiercer than before.

The arena is surrounded by a lot of people.

It is a grand stage of war.

And I wouldn’t have it any other way!

The young man turns his back to the camera.

The scene fades slowly to black.

Last Edit: Oct 26, 2020 2:05:43 GMT by Big Time Fights

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10/26/2020 - Strong Style Summit, Night 3 Oct 26, 2020 1:42:53 GMT

Post by Big Time Fights on Oct 26, 2020 1:42:53 GMT

The cameras cut backstage where we see the LRX backdrop. Standing in front of the company's logo, chewing on a Pollo Bucket drumstick, is the "Midwest Nightmare" Ryan Samuels. Sporting a black cowboy hat and his trusted bullrope draped over his shoulders, Ryan is rather enjoying himself at the moment.

RYAN SAMUELS
HOT DAMN! Last week I showed up in the Lions Trail and I challenged any one of you freaks out back to a match this week. Management decided to throw me into a tag team match against some local boys. Now I ain't really much of a teamwork kinda guy but if it puts beers in the fridge and let's me hurt somebody, I'm all for it! So Rain, you and I are gonna show upper management what we got and we are gonna whoop Jordan Smith and Lance Chilton from one side of Missouri to the other! Corvin, you're new around these parts as am I so not only do you have the chance to show everyone what you got, you get the chance to hang in the ring with the big guy, the Midwest Nightmare. Boy, we are gonna put the hurt on Smith and Chilton so bad, they are gonna run home with their tails between their legs, not gonna be showing their faces around here ever again!

Ryan jabs his Pollo Bucket drumstick threateningly at the camera.

RYAN SAMUELS
Where the hell do they find these guys? Willingly stepping into the ring, with death knocking at the door? You boys really think you can handle being in the ring with me? I am Kansas born, Kansas bred and in the end, I'll be Kansas dead but until then, I take it as my personal responsibility to take down anyone who's foolish enough to get into the ring with this big ol' cowboy. I maybe be new but hot damn, I'm no push over, that's for damn sure! Now get the hell out of my face, I need to find me some whiskey!

Ryan swings his bullrope violently at the camera as the scene cuts back to ringside.

We are at the podium, lion mark logo backdrop.

SAM HEWITT

Hello fight fans and welcome to Wrestling from the Lion's Road! This is night three of the Strong Style Summit where we will determine a winner! Jack Mace is a newcomer here in Lion's Road, but he defeated Kenji Hattori and Hammerstein to carve his trial here. On the opposite side of the bracket, Jason Cashe bested the Rock n Roll God and James Edwards to stamp his ticket. One of those will walk out of here victorious and with the number one contendership to...

BRIAN SHELZI

The World's Heavyweight title! AJ Knight has held the title since April 29th and due to a whole lot of political and pandemic BS, he'll make his first defense of it tonight against a man who's held the belt two times prior himself... "Dynamite" David Troy. These two men despise each other, they've never seen eye to eye and they just rub one another the wrong way.

SAM HEWITT

And we've already got some fighters in the ring so let's send it down to Mason Marvelle.

Ringside.

MASON MARVELLE

Ladies and gentlemen, this bout is to be fought over a fifteen minute time limit with one fall, one submission or a knockout to decide the winner. Introducing first at a combined weight of four hundred and ninety two pounds... LANCE CHILTON and JORDAN SMITH!

The duo from Airdrie, Alberta high five.

MASON MARVELLE

Their opponents at a combined weight of five hundred and forty two pounds... RAIN CORVIN and RYAN SAMUELS!

The cowboy and the eye patch wearing Corvin are having trouble deciding who's going to start.

MASON MARVELLE

Your referee for this bout is Robbie Morris!

The bell sounds and the Alberta boys jump the gun, attacking both Samuels and Corvin before a decision can be rendered. They grab Samuels and whip him into the ropes, but he barrels through them both with the Ryan Express lariat! He grabs Chilton and begins suplexing him, gutwrench style as Corvin gets up and stalks Smith...

FADE TO BLACK~!

His signature superkick connects just as Samuels' final gutwrench suplex hits the mat. Corvin covers!

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2...

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BRIAN SHELZI

Huh.

Corvin rolls out and shakes his head as Samuels looks on from the ring.

SAM HEWITT

Neither one of these men wanted to be a tandem here this evening, but I guess they made the best out of a bad situation.

BRIAN SHELZI

I guess so. Chilton and Smith were done for after that double lariat, the rest was just for fun... but a win's a win.

Last Edit: Oct 26, 2020 23:19:59 GMT by Big Time Fights

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10/26/2020 - Strong Style Summit, Night 3 Oct 26, 2020 1:42:56 GMT

Post by Big Time Fights on Oct 26, 2020 1:42:56 GMT

RECORDED EARLIER

The locker room is empty and quiet, save for James Edwards slumped in front of his changing stall, staring a hole into the carpet. The Burning Heart’s trance appears unbreakable, as is his obliviousness to the fact that he has a guest.

JAMES EDWARDS
Thanks for coming again early guys, I appreciate it.

He says this surprisingly as he keeps his stare fixed on the ground.

JAMES EDWARDS
It’s been a week since I got my ass kicked.

He takes a deep breath and shakes his head.

JAMES EDWARDS
I can’t remember the last time I was out of it so quickly. The bell rang, and Cashe knocked me the hell out. I survived a damn long time, and that’s something to be proud of, but it ain’t something you beat your chest about. The matter of the fact is I failed again. Go back and look at any of the tournaments connected to Pollo Bucket and I’ve either lost in the finals or semifinals. I ain’t won one since the original Iron Road. Every big win I’ve had since then has been failed by a loss. World Tag Title win with Pulver, we lost the belts in Japan, and LR couldn’t get them back for a long ass time. My KOL win is a footnote in AJ Knight’s story of redemption. I came back here to surprise people and so far, it’s just been the same old shit…

The door swings open, and in walks Hammerstein.

HAMMERSTEIN
Yeah, it's the same old shit. You come here, expecting the red carpet treatment. You expect everybody to be all, "OH MY GOD! IT'S JAMES EDWARDS! I'M SO GLAD HE'S BACK!" You expect everybody you step into the ring with to just piss down both legs at the sight of you. And when that doesn't happen, you sull up and whine, bitch, and moan to the first person to offer you a hankie.

You need to realize that the only person that elicits that level of awe in the people and dread in the boys in the back is yours truly.

Edwards keeps his eyes on the floor, not even bothering to look his former partner in the eye.

JAMES EDWARDS
It ain’t about people pissin’ down their leg when they see me, Jacob. You should know that better than anybody. I always take losses hard, and I know under all that overconfident bullshit you still do to. You can call what I’m doing bitchin’, but I really don’t care. I’m getting it out of my system instead of holding on to it like I used to do, man, and then blowin’ my stack in the ring.

Hammerstein grabs a folding chair, and for a moment, Edwards looks as if he's ready to defend himself. Instead of attacking, though, The American Monster sets the chair up next to The Burning Heart, then sits down next to him, a smirk on his face. He punches Edwards on the arm playfully before taking a somewhat slouchy position in the chair.

HAMMERSTEIN
Easy there, Jimmy. Don't let your heart burn too hot. I'm just bustin your balls. I mean, everything I said was true, but it's all for your own good, pal. But that ain't why I'm here. I'm here because that fickle bitch fate has decided to reform the Burning Hammers.

Edwards doesn’t look amused. His sullen countenance remains.

JAMES EDWARDS
And your point?

Hammerstein gives Edwards the side-eye.

HAMMERSTEIN
My point is…

Edwards looks up and gives him an exacerbated look.

JAMES EDWARDS
Spit it out already, Jacob.

HAMMERSTEIN

I'm trying to put it into words that the morons watching this will understand... My point is, since we're being forced together, why not have a little fun with it. We're lined up against Cashe and Sterling first match of the tournament. So I say we make an example of these two right from the jump. On our own, we're full-time certified ass kickin' machines….(gives Edwards a look) at least I am, so why not do the Reese's thing? I'm peanut butter, non-negotiable.

Edwards just sits in silence for a moment and then unleashes a belly laugh many thought he was incapable of. The guffaw continues as Edwards slaps his knee and the Hammer gives him an amused look.

JAMES EDWARDS
That... that….

He pauses to catch his breath.

JAMES EDWARDS
Was the worst damn joke I’ve ever heard, partner.

Hammerstein smirks and punches Edwards in the arm again. Edwards smiles and throws a harmless kick at Hammerstein’s shins. The ice between the two was entirely broken, but the thaw was on.

Last Edit: Oct 26, 2020 2:13:52 GMT by Big Time Fights

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10/26/2020 - Strong Style Summit, Night 3 Oct 26, 2020 1:42:58 GMT

Post by Big Time Fights on Oct 26, 2020 1:42:58 GMT

EARLIER TODAY...

The scene opens to the locker room where none other than the unexpected dark horse of the Strong Style Summit, "The Wrestling Bear" Jack Mace is studying tape of Jason Cashe's recent matches on his phone, no doubt trying to mentally prepare for the end of the Strong Style Summit tonight. As he continues to watch, the beastly wild man is interrupted when Becky Chande approaches the open door.

BECKY CHANDE
Mister Mace? A word about your match tonight?

He perks up and takes the earbuds out of his ear.

JACK MACE
Sure, love, what you got?

She approaches closer, cell phone in hand to record.

BECKY CHANDE
Needless to say, it's been a whirlwind few weeks for you. You've gone from a virtual unknown in this corner of the wrestling world into a sensation. You certainly got people talking with that massive win over Hammerstein to get here tonight.

JACK MACE
Oi, love, you're gonna make me blush. Now Hammer… Hammer was a BEAST. He could've easily had my hide out there! It took EVERYTHING in me to keep that scrapper DOWN! And as for the adulation… if people want to label meself as such, they can, but tonight I'm only worried about one person and that's the man standin' opposite me in the Strong Style Summit.

BECKY CHANDE
Indeed. Tonight, you've got Jason Cashe, a man who is no stranger to success in LRX's previous incarnation and other promotions like Mainstream Wrestling. What's your gameplan heading into this match?

Mace puts his hands together in a bear trap-like fashion.

JACK MACE
Usin' these two claws, love. THESE have gotten me this far! Whether it was the Bear Trap or me Bear Arms, I had an answer for Kenji Hattori and I had one for the big, bad American Monster, too! I put up these claws up, and the people know what's gonna happen. I also showed that I can take your very best and keep on goin'! Ol' Kenji hit me from the skies and I still won! Hammer hit me with EVERYTHIN' but the kitchen sink… he might've tossed me INTO a sink, I don't remember… but in the end, Hammer STILL got nailed!

BECKY CHANDE
Very well put. I noticed you were studying Cashe's recent matches as well.

JACK MACE
Yeah, specifically his match with James Edwards. Burnin' Heart, all right, but Cashe kept on comin' until he found an openin' and got the W. But having said that, love, I'll tell you and I'll tell him this.

Now gazing direct at the camera, he points a finger, addressing his opponent.

JACK MACE
Oi! Cashe! There's only one man that's walkin' away with the Strong Style Summit and the #1 Contendership, mate, and if I have anythin' to say about it, that ain't you! I say let the best man win and I am a sportsman first, but if you try somethin' with me like you did with Edwards and that exposed buckle, then this Bear WILL NOT be playin' nice. I got me graps down, but I can and I WILL scratch, scrap and claw until it's me with me claw raised. Consider that me only warnin'!

He raises his left arm symbolically (and okay, literally) in the air.

JACK MACE
I'll see you out there, Cashe!

He nods confidently to Becky.

BECKY CHANDE

Thank you for your time and good luck.

MASON MARVELLE

Ladies and gentlemen, this bout is the finals of the Strong Style Summit and is to be fought over a fifteen minute time limit with one fall, one submission or a knockout to decide the winner!

Lion's Road ambassador Teddy Davis is shown at ringside with a big trophy.

MASON MARVELLE
Introducing first from Grewelthorpe, England. He weighs in at two hundred and eighty eight pounds... JACK MACE!

He lets out a roar which prompts Cashe to plug his nose.

MASON MARVELLE

His opponent from Decatur, Georgia! He weighs in at two hundred and twenty seven pounds... JASON CASHE!

Cashe adjusts his pants, then fixes his jock... well, you hope that's what is anyway.

MASON MARVELLE

Your referee for this bout is Jerry Roberts.

The two men circle around before Jack Mace, the Wrestling Bear grabs a side headlock on Jason Cashe, the DiOGee. Animals are well represented here in the Lion's Road, you see. Cashe backs Mace into the ropes and shoots him off, but gets bowled over on the return as the 6'5" / 288lbs Mace tries to run right through the 6'0" / 227lbs Cashe. He pulls Cashe up off the mat and clamps on the side headlock once again, knocking Cashe down to a knee with the pressure. A rare display of technical wrestling is forced upon Cashe as he transition it into a top wristlock and uses that leverage to overcome the size difference and back Mace into the ropes to get himself some freedom.

BRIAN SHELZI

Look at that! Who says Cashe doesn't have any brain cells left? He used both of them right there!

Cashe kicks Mace in the gut, slapping on a side headlock of his own and maintains control by dropping to his knee. However, Mace gets sick and tired of being in this predicament and powers out - tossing Cashe away into the ropes. Cashe looks a bit impressed by this, then decides to meet Mace's charge in the centre of the ring! The two collide, Mace's shoulderblock sends Cashe backwards but the DiOGee manged to headbutt him! Cashe catches himself on the ropes as Mace slaps his head and tells Cashe he's going to have to hit him harder than that! Cashe obliges...

HUGE HEADBUTT!

Mace staggers, falling to a knee. Cashe bounces off the ropes...

A SECOND HEADBUTT!

Mace goes down! Cashe jumps on top!

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MACE POWERS OUT!

He hurries to his feet and catches Cashe off-guard with a mighty shoulderblock! He makes a cover of his own!

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2-NO!

SAM HEWITT

Two quick pin attempts from both men!

BRIAN SHELZI

It's really the best thing you can do. Everyone always drones on about favourite moves, but I've been in the ring and as much fun as I had dropping people on their heads with my Northern Lights Bomb - I also kept myself aware of the fact that any quick sudden move, or surprise roll-up could end the match on a whim. The average fan might think a pinfall early in a match is silly, but when it works... it's not.

Mace grabs Cashe's arm and wrings it, pulling him to his feet and then hoisting him into the air! Cashe is helpless as his arm is still being wrung out by Mace! Finally the Bear puts him down and Cashe resorts to an eye rake. Mace releases Cashe, who jabs him! A second! A third! Mace is backed up into the ropes, Cashe runs to the opposite set... springs off...

CROSSBODY BLOCK!

SAM HEWITT

He hit Jack Mace with a ton of force and momentum, but the ropes helped absorb most of it.

Cashe gets back up quickly and Mace pulls himself off the ropes. The two size each other up as they circle around, the DiOGee tries to throw an elbow but Mace ducks it and grabs him in a rear waisthold and snapos off a German suplex! He quickly gets up and pulls Cashe into the centre of the ring by his legs and puts him in the Boston crab! Cashe pushes up off the mat, trying to see how close he is to each rope but he's pretty well centred so he starts crawling in jerky movements and knocks Mace off balance enough to grab the bottom rope. Jack Mace breaks the hold, but gets up and grabs Cashe by the ankle - yanking him back into the centre of the ring before dropping an elbow down onto his leg. Mace wrenches on it as Cashe tries to figure out what he's doing, but decides to rake at the eyes. Referee Jerry Roberts warns him about it, so he relents - only for Mace to apply more pressure! So, Cashe unfastens his belt and sticks his hand down in his shorts then pulls it out and rubs it in Mace's face! The Wrestling Bear releases the hold and crawls toward the ropes - a stage hand gives him a bottle of water and he splashes himself. Cashe doesn't allow him to dry though as he pulls him to his feet and Irish whips him into the cor--

MACE LEAPS ONTO THE SECOND ROPE!

Cashe charges in...

BOOT!

The DiOGee staggers back out...

FLYING BEAR!

The front missile dropkick connects, sending Cashe careening into the opposite corner and then back down to the mat with a thump. Mace covers...

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NO!

Mace tries to clamp on the Bear Trap, but Cashe wiggles to the ropes to break it up.

SAM HEWITT

So far no one's been able to escape from the Bear Trap once applied, but Jason Cashe wisely avoided that scenario entirely by maneuvering to the ropes before Mace could even get it locked in.

Mace pulls Cashe to his feet and absorbs a headbutt, responding with a bell clap! With Cashe stunned and seeing stars, Mace cracks him with a forearm upside the head... and then repeats it with the other arm! He grabs the dazed and confused Cashe and spins him around, looking for a rear waist hold... but Cashe elbows his way out of it.

OR SO HE THINKS!

Cashe gets grabbed and suplexed, but lands on his feet behind Mace...

UNDER THE INFLUENCE!

The best neckbreaker in the business connects, but Mace rolls out to the floor! A replay shows Cashe hitting the move and trying to grab the Wrestling Bear before he rolled out, to no avail. Back in real time, Cashe slips out of the ring - ignoring Roberts' demands for him to stay inside. He grabs the big Bear and pulls him to his feet. Mace tries to push him away, but some Gorilla-style hammerfists are served up specially made for Jack Mace. Cashe climbs inside and pulls Bear's ears, leading him into the ring. Cashe slaps on a front chancery and pulls him the rest of the way, then pushes him against the ropes. Bear turns the tables, putting Cashe against the ropes instead! He shoots him off with a whip...

doubles over.

Cashe stops short, drops an elbow across Mace's neck. Mace drops to a knee, Cashe grabs him in a front chancery and hooks him up...

FISHERMAN BUSTER!

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3-NO!

Cashe gets up, pulling Bear up as he does.

SAM HEWITT

Give Cashe some credit here, he's doing a great job of staying on top of the Bear.

BRIAN SHELZI

Scrap action style, Sambo - like stank on shit, he says.

Cashe leaves Mace kneeling in the middle of the ring and backs up into the ropes. He charges in...

BEARHUG!

Jack Mace has Jason Cashe in a bearhug! Dead centre of the ring! Cashe headbutts Mace a couple of times, lowering him down some... then gouges the eyes! Mace drops him, unable to see. Roberts produces a yellow card, but Cashe will take the fine as it leaves Mace wide open...

MARK OF JASON!

The elbow staggers Mace down to one knee, but to everyone's surprise... he starts back up.

Cashe shrugs.

A SECOND MARK OF JASON!

Mace timbers over and Cashe nearly spills out of the ring with the momentum behind the strike. He recovers and makes the pin!

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Cashe is ecstatic! He rolls out of the ring and grabs the trophy, but then looks around on the table and asks Davis where the Pollo Bucket is! Davis tells him to pose for the pictures, but Cashe says he's hungry and takes off with the trophy - telling the camera following him that a "King's gotta eat!" Inside the ring, Mace is slowly recovering.

SAM HEWITT

Jack Mace made himself a name in just a few weeks here in Lion's Road with wins over Hattori and Hammerstein. Convincing wins, too! He's a force to be reckoned with for sure.

BRIAN SHELZI

But Jason Cashe... a men hellbent on winning the World's title here in Lion's Road is now the closest he's ever been. Can you imagine that guy as the King of Lions? He's probably putting Pollo Bucket in the trophy right now! Hell, it's probably already got gravy all over it.

Thankfully, we cut to commercial and not to the back because the Purebred's probably right about that.

Last Edit: Oct 27, 2020 0:36:45 GMT by Big Time Fights

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10/26/2020 - Strong Style Summit, Night 3 Oct 26, 2020 1:43:01 GMT

Post by Big Time Fights on Oct 26, 2020 1:43:01 GMT

We come back from commercial, ready for the main event...

RIEL BUCK

Now wait just one damn minute!

The soulless ginger comes marching out, wearing a bright orange suit. Kenji Hattori comes out and falls in step as Riel climbs up the ring steps and enters the ring. The crowd begins to boo and Riel flips them off.

RIEL BUCK
I know all you morons are oxygen deprived as is, but you can please shut the fuck up and allow someone with more than three brain cells in their head speak for a moment! What happened two weeks ago was the biggest pile of bullshit I have ever seen in my life. Kenji Hattori, ‘Japan’s Greatest Export’, faced off with the stinking sasquatch, Jack Mace, in the first round of the number one contender tournament and was absolutely robbed.

The crowd boos again but Riel points at them, accusingly.

RIEL BUCK
Don’t you dare lie, you bunch of St Louis losers! You all saw it! Hattori had Mace pinned, one, two, three, but that stupid referee bungled the call. It should have been Kenji Hattori who faced Jacob Hammerstein last week. It should be Kenji Hattori who’s facing Jason Cashe later tonight!

Kenji Hattori says something in Japanese. Riel nods and puts a reassuring hand on the shoulder of “Japan’s Greatest Export” and answers him back in his client’s native tongue. He turns back to the camera and continues ranting.

RIEL BUCK
“‘Japan’s Greatest Export’ Kenji Hattori just told me how disrespected he's been made to feel since he’s arrived here in Lion’s Road. Disrespected by the fans, disrespected by the other competitors and most importantly, disrespected by the officials here in Lion’s Road! And if there’s one official in particular who has shown the most disrespect for ‘Japan’s Greatest Export’ and myself, that low down, no good, piece of shit, Duke Womack! Womack, it’s no secret that you have had it out for me since I arrived back here. You have been jealous of what I’ve managed to accomplish in the past despite your best efforts to hold me down! Now you’ve turned your jealousy on this young man right here because Kenji Hattori has more talent than you ever had!

The fans continue to boo, but Riel is on a roll now.

RIEL BUCK

Kenji Hattori will be a much bigger star than you ever have been, you dust farting, old dinosaur! We are sick of your jealousy! We’re sick of how you have tried to hold back ‘Japan’s Greatest Export’ and we’re sick of you!

He says something to Kenji Hattori and “Japan’s Greatest Export” rolls out of the ring and grabs a chair. Hattori gets back into the ring and sets it up. Riel gives his client a slight bow and takes a seat.

RIEL BUCK

Well tonight, that all changes. Womack! I am not leaving this ring until you overthrow the decision that official made two weeks ago and you put Kenji Hattori in the finals of the number one contender tournament! This show doesn’t go any further until we get what we want, what we deserve! Womack, get your ass out here and do the right thing!”

Duke Womack walks down to the ring with purpose in each step. He climbs the stairs, steps through the ropes and kicks the chair out from underneath Buck! Kenji Hattori gets in his face, but Womack doesn't back down! Buck gets up, every bit as embarrassed about being sent on his ass and starts yelling and screaming at Womack. Buck tells Hattori to back off so he does, but Riel gets right in Womack's face...

AND SPITS!

Womack's expression goes from amused to not impressed at all. He then delivers an OPEN HAND SLAP~! like Dr. D to John Stossel, rocking Riel to his knees. He claps him with a second, knocking him down. Riel is on his ass, nearly crying and most definitely begging off. Womack starts rolling up his sleev--

SAM HEWITT
Kenji Hattori has got a nerve hold on Duke Womack!

The sound of the headset hitting the desk can be heard as Brian Shelzi gets up and rushes to the ring from the podium, Hattori has Womack on the mat and Shelzi grabs him and tries to pull him off. Shelzi pleads with Hattori, but then turns his attention to Riel - asking him to tell Hattori to let him go! Buck asks for help up and Shelzi obliges, but Riel takes his sweet time regaining his composure before telling Hattori that he's done enough.

SAM HEWITT
Done enough!? He's done enough!? The man's stiff as a board on the mat!

Buck and Hattori leave, Shelzi checks on his friend as medical staff rush down to ringside.

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We find ourselves backstage, in a very dimly-lit locker room. A sole shadowy figure sits before us, head bowed and mumbling a low, rhythmic chant, almost as if in prayer. He doesn’t move a muscle, but continues his rhythmic mantras.

Suddenly, the light of an opening door shines upon him, revealing tonight’s challenger, David Troy.

“K, boss, you’re up next.”

The production assistant calls out to him as his eyes open, and he responds with an affirming nod. The door closes, and with it the light.

Troy rises to his feet, and slowly steps forward, the camera rotating around him, until he’s facing the locker room door.

DAVID TROY
Everything has led me to this point. Every fight. Every victory. Every conference, every interview. Just another step back to my throne. My place as King.

He places a hand on the door.

DAVID TROY
Here and now; this is where I fight. Here and now; this is where I WIN.

He stares into space, towards the door, for a second, before bellowing out a mighty boast.

DAVID TROY
THE WORLD IS MINE!

WHAM!

David KICKS the door out, and storms off, to his destiny.

AJ Knight is backstage warming up, accompanied by his tag partner/protege(?) Jeremy Squire just outside the curtain. He is approached by a stagehand.

STAGEHAND

Mr. Knight, it's time.

AJ smirks and looks at Jeremy.

AJ KNIGHT

Keep an eye on the ring, Jeremy - you'll see some magic happen.

With that, AJ heads out the curtain.

MASON MARVELLE

Ladies and gentlemen, here to make the special prematch declaration for this World's Heavyweight title bout is Great Lakes wrestling legend, Teddy Davis!

TEDDY DAVIS

It is here tonight in St. Louis, Missouri that World's Heavyweight Champion AJ Knight looks to make his first defense of his second reign while his challenger David Troy hopes to begin his third reign. These two men are vying for the highest honour in all of Lion's Road. May the best fighter emerge victorious this evening and lay claim to the title of King of Lion's Road!

MASON MARVELLE

This bout is to be fought over a thirty minute time limit with one fall, one submission or a knockout to decide the winner and it is for the King of Lions World's Heavyweight Championship! Introducing first...

The lights dim and a lone spotlight shines on the challenger.

MASON MARVELLE

Fighting out of Camden, New Jersey! He weighed in this morning at two hundred and two pounds. He is a two-time World's Heavyweight Champion, but tonight he is the challenger. This is "DYNAMITE" DAVID TROY!

Troy finishes stretching and leans against the ropes.

MASON MARVELLE

Introducing the champion! Fighting out of Harrisburg, Pennsylvania! He weighed in this morning at two hundred and twenty pounds. He is the current, reigning and defending King of Lions World's Heavyweight Champion... AJ KNIGHT!

Knight raises the title and steps forward, yelling something at Troy.

MASON MARVELLE

Your referee for this bout is Cordell Garner!

Garner waves to the camera and retrieves the belt from AJ, holding it up. He asks both men if they're ready and gets a nod from each. He calls for the bell. AJ Knight extends his hand as the two begin to circle around, inciting a scoff from Troy - who kicks it away. The two men engage in a collar-and-elbow tie-up and Knight backs Troy into the ropes, but when referee Cordell Garner calls for the break - AJ slaps Troy then knees him in the body. Garner admonishes AJ, telling him if he does it again then he'll get a yellow card for it. As Troy falls to his knees, Knight ignores Garner's words and blasts Troy with a kick that sends him up and back into the corner. Garner pulls out a yellow card and pushes AJ backwards, but Troy bursts out from the corner and attacks the World's Champion!

MASON MARVELLE
Referee Cordell Garner has issued a yellow card to AJ Knight - his first public warning!

Troy grabs AJ in a clinch and begins feeding him knees, but AJ wraps his leg around the middle rope and tries to zoop himself out of the ring. However, Knight is brought right back in by the challenger who flips him onto the mat. As AJ sits up, Troy comes off the ropes and hits him with a kick to the face! AJ rolls toward the ropes and tries to get out of the ring, but Troy once again grabs him up in a side headlock, spins around and sends him to the mat with a drop toe hold. He floats up, slapping on a front chancery.

BRIAN SHELZI

This is an important part of the pacing for Troy. He's forty years old and yes, he might very well be in the best shape of his career but he's still got to fight conservatively. AJ got him fired up after the initial exchange, he had a small burst of offense and now he's gotta settle things down. Not just his cardio, but his emotions. AJ Knight can get under your skin, easily, so if you can't keep that in check - you're going home with an L.

AJ fights to his feet, then tries to roll backwards to escape the hold but the challenger rolls through and keeps the front chancery intact! AJ opts to throw his leg over the bottom rope to force a break, Troy releases at four and AJ tries to cheap shot him but Troy gets just out of reach. AJ scrambles to his feet, Troy throws a feint kick and AJ ducks... so Troy steps in with a ki-NO! AJ grabs hold of the leg, spins him around into the corner and drives an an elbow into the midsection! Troy lets out a cry of pain as AJ drives the point of his elbow deeper into it. AJ backs off before the five count is up, not wanting to take another public warning so early in the match. AJ grabs Troy as he comes out of the corner, scoops him up... and slams him down! He drops a knee into the same spot, then holds it there as he slaps the challenger's face!

SAM HEWITT

No respect at all being shown by the World's Champion.

AJ yanks Troy up to his feet and backs him up into the ropes, delivering a knee to the midsection before Irish whipping him into the opposite set of ropes. On the rebound, AJ drives his knee into the same spot he's been working on - sending the challenger up and over and back down to the mat. Troy begins crawling toward the ropes, but AJ runs in place before doing the step routine on Troy's back - but drops a knee on his way down! Troy flattens out and gasps for air as he clutches the bottom rope. Garner forces AJ to back up and Troy starts back to his feet, but AJ picks him up and drives him back first into the top turnbuckle. Troy stiffens out, AJ backs up and punches the body and Troy folds up and drops to the mat. Knight turns around raising his arms as Garner begins the ten count.

1...

2...

3...

4...

5...

6...

7...

Troy slowly gets back up and is ready to go. AJ rushes him, but Troy throws up a kick that gets caught! AJ pulls him into the middle of the ring, but Troy grabs his head...

SOLE FOOD!

The inverted facebreaker stomp sends AJ down to the mat, but does a number on Troy also. AJ gets on all fours first, but Dynamite scurries on top of him and takes back mount - applying a rear naked choke! However, AJ is much too close to the ropes.

BRIAN SHELZI

When young fighters watch tapes, it's things like that you need to be looking for. Troy was down on the mat, still feeling the effects of the shots to the body after he hit a big move. He wasn't going to beat AJ to his feet so what did he do? He jumped on his back and started choking him. Much too close to the ropes, but he kept on top of his opponent.

Both men get back to their feet and reset, champion and challenger circle each other with Troy favouring his right side.

SAM HEWITT

Say what you want about the champion's personality, he came into this match with a championship strategy. As you can see, Troy is in the traditional striking stance with his left hand and leg forward. He's right handed and the work AJ has done on his body has been to the right side, which has left the challenger favouring that side. Of course that's going to affect his striking when his strongest kicks come from the right side.

BRIAN SHELZI

Not anymore!

The match crawls to a deliberate crawl as AJ tries to get Troy to open up his injured side, but the challenger stands his ground in the middle of the ring - daring the champion to attack. AJ backs himself into a corner and Troy attempts to pounce, but AJ gets a knee up and slaps on a side headlock. However, Dynamite is quick to shoot him off and meets him after his rebound off the ropes with a leg lariat! He covers!

1...

...

2-NO!

Troy wastes no time, drags AJ to his feet by his ears...

STANDING DROPKICK!

Troy holds his torso in pain, but then goes for a lateral press.

1...

...

2-NO!

Troy keeps on the attack again, grabbing AJ in a front chancery as he rolls on his hands and knees, then pulls him up to his feet...

AJ tries to fight it, punching away at the body...

DDT!

Troy's face grimaces with the impact, but he fights through it and rolls AJ onto his back. He hooks the leg...

1...

...

2...

AJ GRABS THE BOTTOM ROPE!

Troy falls back on his knees as AJ rolls out to the apron. Troy gets up and reaches over for AJ, who drives a shoulder into the midsection. He then slingshots himself over the ropes, but Troy falls to his knees with a groan. AJ lands on his back, missing the sunset flip but instead grabs a horizontal cradle - the ol' school boy!

1... He grabs the shorts!

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2...

...

3-NO!

Troy kicks out!

SAM HEWITT

It looked like curtains right there for David Troy!

AJ keeps him in the position, driving a fist into his body. This sends the challenger away in a hurry as he covers his ribs, retreating to a corner. AJ quickly stands up and marches over to Troy, driving a shoulder into the midsection again. Troy cries out in pain, AJ grabs him from his doubled over state and drags him into the centre of the ring.

SWINGING NECKBREAKER!

NO!

Troy hooks an arm!

HE GETS THE OTHER!

The two fight for the hold, AJ Knight frantically shaking his head as David Troy grits his teeth and lets out a yell as his strength prevails.

BACKSLIDE!

AJ'S SHOULDERS ARE DOWN!

1...

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2...

...

Troy releases the backslide, AJ falls onto his side and looks up in shock - then slams his hands against the mat and buries his head in the mat. Troy remains on all fours, head down as Teddy Davis comes into the ring and hands him the title. Troy accepts it, pulling it close before falling backwards. Jeremy Squire comes out to collect AJ, but gets shoved away. AJ hustles to the back leaving Troy on his back inside the ring.

SAM HEWITT

It took him twenty one years to capture his first World's title and now he's a three time champ!

Troy raises his arm and the belt from the mat, clutching his side.

BRIAN SHELZI

He's a warrior, no doubt about that.

The replay comes up, showing him countering the swinging neckbreaker into the backslide.

BRIAN SHELZI

Look at this backslide... and more importantly, look at the grit and determination on the man's face as he's trying to slide AJ down to the mat.

SAM HEWITT

And AJ, doing his best to avoid the move entirely. He fell victim to a backslide in his failed title bid vs. Julian Cutlass back in 2017.

BRIAN SHELZI

He gets him down, both shoulders flat on the mat... and that's it!

Troy rises to his feet, then raises his arm in the air with the title belt draped over his shoulder.

SAM HEWITT

And loo-

Jason Cashe climbs up onto the apron and catches the eye of Troy, as the two staredown to close the show.

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